The rubber plant was rubb'ring round In a manner most absurd: The long green corn prickled up her ears And this is what she heard: Wot's tomato wid you you beat


The rubber plant was rubb'ring round

In a manner most absurd:

The long green corn prickled up her ears

And this is what she heard:



"Wot's tomato wid you, you beat?"

Asked the onion of the hash,

"I'm jealous of the potato,

Because he's got a mash.



"He is stuck on the honeycomb,

And suits her to a tea,

I used to be in love myself,

But the cream has soured on me."



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